Chapter 41: And so it begins Part 2

                                    

                                          
Beta read by Shigiya, Fluffy Slayer and Paragon of Awesomeness
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-The Dark Lands-
With Magical Energy coursing through his body, Archer took a deep breath in preparation for the battle ahead. 
Assess surroundings for hidden traps and enemies.
Attenuate all background noise to focus on the target.
Assume shooting stance and prepare the bow for target lock. 
The many battles he experienced had taught him these important rules. to ensure that no matter where the enemy was positioned, nor how fast or far they move — his arrows would reach them inevitably. They would die, regardless of their magic or equipment. 
He grabbed his black bow, a weapon he forged using materials acquired from a future this world would never know. It was a material strong enough to withstand the drawbacks of hitting targets miles away along with the endurance to handle broken Phantasms. 
With a simple twitch of his fingers, an arrow made of metal appeared in his hand. 
"Fuuu…" Emiya exhaled as he grabbed the metal string, muscles straining as his reinforced arm began bulging. The weapon let out a metallic creak, almost as if it was about to break from the strain but he knew that wasn't the case.
For a split second, everything came to a standstill as he locked onto a single person. One that was about to do something stupid. With a slow exhale, he released.
Fwish!
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"RAAARGH!" 
"CUT THEM INTO PIECES! DON’T LET A SINGLE ONE ESCAPE!" 
In the center of the battlefield, Vault quickly advanced with his armies against the Dark Queen's defenses. Orcs, Imps, and even dark elves — all were pushed back by the waves of Kuroinu mercenaries. Numbering in the thousands they rained down hellfire on the already dwindling defenders before rushing inside with their swords drawn. 
Olga's army had been weakened by the constant barrage of attacks in addition to suffering low manpower. As such this had emboldened Vault's men who became overconfident, thinking they could easily take down the Dark Queen without a single bit of resistance. 
They were right, unfortunately.
"Hahahaha! These motherfuckers don't stand a chance!" Vault screamed loudly, leading the group to the forefront of the battle. Swinging his great sword, Bloodhound, he had killed dozens of imps and goblins in one fell swoop. The man was as ferocious and brutal as his reputation preceded him, his history in battle was laid bare for everyone to witness in awe. 
Nothing swayed him, no amount of fear could be seen in his eyes aside from insanity and the lust of battle. A raging berserk who laughed with every swing, content by the bloody plethora of entrails hanging on his blade. 
"Earth Magic: Stone Skin! Wind Magic: Haste! Water Magic: Heal! Fire Magic: Inferno!" 
From the back, Kin stood with a handful of other mages casting spells relentlessly. Their magic lit up the sky with a myriad of magic circles and fireballs causing absolute mayhem on the field. Kin's spells were the most eye-catching, lasting longer whilst others took breaks after a single cast — he never stopped for a single second in his spell casting. This gave his side the upper hand in dealing with the Dark Queen’s forces on the battlefield, making the other mages watch in marvel at what their vice leader’s power. It seemed as though he had an endless pool of Magical Energy, magnifying simple spells beyond anything they'd seen in the past.